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Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Tattle Tail Tuesday #5 - Driving Ms. Mosaic Lady

Bonjour, Chatties! Bienvenue à Tattle Queue mardi!

Yesterday was the one-year anniversary of the Mosaic Tribe's descent upon their new North Carolina home that they named "Frog Hill".

Here is the trusty 1991 Ford Explorer that was towed behind the moving truck. Mosaic Lady got it in 1995.Mosaic Dawg and two to three cats rode in the Explorer while Mosaic Lady and one to two cats rode in the cab with our driver. (Walter ALWAYS rode up front, often in ML's arms.)Why the long snout, Mosaic Dawg?

She is embarrassed to be shown in the same photo as the SUV. It has been severely neglected.First: it is not registered in the state of NC.Second: the battery has been dead for months.Third: I think the windshield says it all.

Mosaic Lady does not even have her NC driver's license yet!I hope she gets it before we go to South Carolina for Christmas because I do not think I would be comfortable in jail.(Do not worry! She has a CO license valid till 2012.)

No, those are definitely not my feets on the windshield. I'm sure they are Sadie's. She is a chavette.I suddenly feel quite dirty sitting here. It has triggered my OCD repetitive grooming ritual.

I have an addendum to last week's tattle involving ML's "gardening" "skills".See these pots? These empty pots?They, too, made the trip from CO to NC because ML was sure that she was going to do a lot of container gardening in this wonderful climate where pansies can grow on a covered porch year-round!

She set them out on this wall next to the car (the wonderful loaner Lexus from our godmother) in July for planting.They sat there, empty, until two weeks ago, when she finally pierced the delusional veil of denial she lives behind, and put them on the ground.She believes she might still get some pansies into them for the mild winter.(It is a very thick veil, Kitties.)

Rainy days and Tuesdays always get me down.

Frenchy Frog is telling me how sorry he is that I must endure such humiliating living conditions here on Frog Hill.Je regret, he whispers into my ear.

I don't think ML would be comfy in jail, either, so I'm almost certain she'll get her license. I will keep my paws crossed for both of you. Great tattling! I tattled on my mommy today, too. Maybe next week I'll show the sorry state of our yard. My mommy can even kill grass without stepping foot out into the yard. She has skill.

Maybe if you push the asplorer outside, it'll get rained on an at least look cleaner. I nefur asplored the outside of a car, but I's asplored inside Mom's car some. I fink the bestest place to ride is the passenger feets area cuz Mom won't let me ride by her feets or in her lap (she says she's drivin).

Heh, mom spends more time wif da plants den she does wif us. Okay, dat is not really true. But she does like plants, and sewing, cooking and all dat "domestic" crap. Da prollem we haf is dad, mom hasta be medicated cuz she is OCD and dad is a big slob. It gets furry intristing around here.

We fink those pawprints make the windshield look cool.Mum sez she didn't know yoo had to haf a diffrunt license furr driving in diffrunt States. In the YooKay yoo only haf to haf one which cuvvers yoo furr efurrywhere.

Here in Virginia you could probably not get away for long with the out of state plates... people tattle on you... well, never us.We agree with frenchie Frog. YOur lady needs to get perky. Our human also has these grand ideas that never take off. Pathetic...Every day we live our lives to the fullest and try to cram in every adventure possible... and our humans can be such a drag.